ryan's take on 7-12-05 at the bossanova

To tell you the truth it was kinda hazy, I remember
kicking all ass at the beginning but somewhere between
the second shot of Jagger and the 5th beer those
tea-totalers started to catch up. I vagley remeber
using the force many times to Scott's dismay and once
I had to resort to stonger measures. Something along
the lines of putting my "frank and beans" on the
table. I don't really remember leaving and was quite
suprised and pleased to see that I won 9 games. Ahh
the wonders of friendly competition, you never really
know how far you will sink in order to beat your
friends into oblivion.